Every now and then someone comes into your life and provides the kind of shelter you need to get out of the three ring shit show that is your life.
I am deeply flattered you want to take my clothes off, and I may want to take yours off as well, but hang on a second. Take a step back. Let me look at you, hear the sound of your voice, and listen to your stories. I’m more interested in what’s beneath the surface of your being more than what’s under your clothing in this moment.